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A Clean desk is devil’s den

A clean desk is devil’s den. That is why I keep my desk always full of files and untidy (and not because I could not deal the files in time!)
But a clean room is definitely not devil’s den. That’s why I decided to clean my room.
I just don’t know when it was cleaned the last time.
This is an old heritage building carrying the nostalgia of great luminaries who chaired the office, spent time , even before I was born.
Tamperfinder always has the nostalgic feeling and can often easily go back to those days (not physically) This heritage building belongs to a part of the electricity department of an erstwhile royal dynasty.
Yes, the room needs urgent cleaning, tamper finder decided. Coz, the other day he found a cockroach nearby...
During cleaning work tamperfinder found a mouse running away from his room and took shelter nearby! Another One is driven out of room by the cleaners.
Two” mouses”……….no……only … mice………. are taken away….. If mouse become mice, why can’t a house become “hice”?
Why not? …


It is load shedding time in the city.
No TV or Music, no noise except few vehicles. The vehicles are off the road today due to shortage of fuel.
How to tide over the ½ hour time? Usually I prefer to stay out during this time but today could not.
I was simply sitting in the settee.
Soon I felt her presence.
Yes, she is sitting near to me!
I can see her eyes at candle light
She’s looking at my face only ,………her eyes reflect like a precious stone
Yes, she adores me!
She has no shame in sitting with a grown up man, especially when the lights are off and others are busy with their works.
I was not wearing a shirt since it’s too hot.
She moved close to me …..Little by little expecting support from me..
I looked at her face.
Yes, she loves me.
Her nails are shaped beautifully. The nature has given all necessary ingredients of beauty to her.
The nail polish is brown and shining, very suitable to her dresses (?)
Yes, she is colour conscious.
Her eyes are blinking. The eyebrows are not touched but in good s…
Call it a day on a high note.
Stop singing when the voice is good (or stop using mobile before its range is out!!!)
Tamperfinder has been the Public Relations Officer of God’s own utility
and has been (mis)handling the vivacious media in God’s own country for the Last two years. As Gods do mischief, so does his media in his own country and utility. ‘God’s own utility’ is a source of news for media for quite some time. The vibrant media don’t like any voids and want news all the time. If not properly informed, they may get information from some other sources; usually from the unofficial PROs and the interpretations need not be correct.
My utility deals about 10 million customers, a quarter century employees and equally, older employees. The modern concept of the management says each and every employee should act as a PR manager, and at the time of crisis, the CEO himself will act as the PR Manager. In tamper finder’s industry, the unofficial PR Managers will com…

The Funny ICICI bank

The Funny ICICI bank
This is the experience I had with ICICI bank today morning.
Tamperfinder was quite happy when the Distance Education University asked him to remit the tuition fee by DD preferably thro’ ICICI bank, not because he likes private new generation banks, but this bank exempt DD commission for tuition fee for my university.
Very good
As I tendered my application for DD for a small amount less than 10000, the chocolate boy at counter asked me whether I possess necessary identification documents with me.
‘Identification for this small amount?’ Whispered tamper finder.
‘Yes sir’,This is our rule and have to follow it scrupulously.

‘Bhayya,…I’m an SB account holder of this bank, still want identification for this just 4 figure amount?’
‘Yes that’s our rule, we have to follow scrupulously’
Tamperfinder gave the original identity card, a driving license, first scrutinized by Asst manager, then by deputy manager and finally by the Branch Manager himself. Finally he handed it over t…